She’s Red      Her mood has a colour   Maroon of the darkest hue   Her hair pulled back    Twisted in plats is decidedly crimson too   Aroma of cinnamon   And ginger seasoned cakes   She’s like a Testa Rossa   In top gear    Riding with no brakes      She’s red   Not just the colour of her hair   Red   She’s red   Not just the books next to her bed   She really is well read   Red      Her season is autumnal   She’s the fourth planet from the sun   Her hot blooded ways   Are easily enraged   She won’t finish til she’s won   Lipstick of capsicum   Freckles on her face   She’s like an Alpha Romero   At top speed   Tearing through this place      Chorus      Middle 8      Julianne Moore and Anne Margaret   Kidman, Manson and Alicia Witt   Anderson, Harrigan and Nikki Cox   All of them, All of them   Copper Topped   Red      R- E –D Really Does it for me      Her mood has a colour   Just like the colour of her hair   Red